There were still a few brown spots here and there so I poured more sugar bags on her until she was a total piece of white grit.There were still a few brown spots here and there so I poured more sugar bags on her until she was a total piece of white grit. What a sticky fucking uncomfortable mess she was! She rolled around in the sugar, still goggled, and picked up whole handfulls of sugar from the floor and applied it to her body. I had her kneel as I guided her hands to a fresly opened bag. She cupped her hands and dipped into it, applying it to her face as if washing it. Her gigantic whore tits were a piece of grit as well. It was sticking to her well just as planned. Imagine the most shapely woman you can think of in a white full-length body suit. Only her suit was made of chocolate and sugar. Leaving the mess there, I unhooked the tubing and retracted the roof. After a few instructions, I hoisted her out of her new toy Whore Box. She begged me to return her again sometime. No problem there. |